@translatedhearts asked : “I think I’m the kind of person who is destined to care so much about one person, it nearly kills me.” // nana for yasu~
Yasu sits quietly, as he usually does when he listens to Nana speak. He knows she can go on for quite some time until she’s finished getting her point across. This time is no different. He’s unsurprised by her words. He knows well she’s the type of person to wear her heart on her sleeve. She feels so DEEPLY despite herself. It’s an admirable quality in her. Something he found himself drawn to so much over the years of knowing her. He takes one last drag of his cigarette before putting it out in the ashtray beside them. Folding his hands together as he spoke. “I hope you are only speaking FIGURATIVELY, Nana.” Yet, even he knows better. That she’s speaking the truth. “You know, instead of telling me this. You should be telling the person who NEEDS to hear it. Ren has been texting me all day wondering why you aren’t returning his texts.” He’s used to it by now. Playing the guardian to all his bandmates. Making sure things were okay between them, and if not, trying his hardest to fix it all to the best of his ability.